I've been so horrible at taking pictures it's not even funny. I've had TWO blogger meet ups and have not gotten one single picture.
Last weekend, when I was dying from the common cold, I met up with Natalie, Tricia, and Alm at a new local cupcakery (?) and tried not to spread my germs or hack a lung up. But they were so sweet! and understanding. Plus K loved Natalie and I die from the cuteness of her stalkerly staring at her. ha!
This past weekend I met Tricia and Jules (she doesn't blog anymore, sads) at Chic-Fil-A with the kiddies. We are now in the process of convincing Jules to move here. Because her priss and my miss are destined to be bffs. True That.
So besides meeting up with some of my favorite ladies. I got no mileage in, I threw the remote at the TV, I had late night chats with this chick about the Florida/Bama game, and had one lovely conversation with my husband...that consisted of:
Setting. Still in bed. Sunday morning. Not even a "good morning". Not even a trickle of sunshine through the window.
Hubs: "Did you see the final score from last nights game?"
Me: " Fuck You"
Hubs: snicker snicker giggle giggle....full on laugh.
& then he left for the day.
I'm starting to think that a giant metal chicken will no longer suffice but a taser....ahh a taser will do.
Happy Monday Y'all!